Lyrics:
You told me it's the truth but I'm still afraid
I'm not the one who would jump the gun
If I had proof I'd take off my shades
And be blinded by
Get busy yo
We gotta give you some biggy yo
Always next shit diggin'yo
who da naxt sound kick it yo?
Now here we go!
What's up what's up オレが一番手
word up
Tonight's the night I jump on my shh uh huh?
Lyrical mayhem
Rappers get laid down when I kick
K rounds, a transformer how I break down
Nouns
Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'
the ghetto
But which route is for you
Will you win, will you lose
Jump into action or snooze
We in the hood, nigga
Surrounded by lions, tigers, and bears,
keep
Hide how I feel cos I say I'm a G
Always stay passive and sip on my tea
In search for a girl who I'd get on a knee
But it looks more and more like
Get off yo ass n Get it together
I need polo polo polo
Guns n money by the boatload
Cuz I'm Back up on my preppy gangsta shit
In case u don't know
the maddeened go to extreme lengths
Who simply couldn't take it
Who knew they wouldn't make it
Being ground down fine, by those who haven't got the time
For they
instrumental to who I've become
Cold hearted telling you to Stay Warm
Feeling hopeless trying to keep the faith going
Wanna save the world jump in the booth
approach me
Trooper tellin' me, but he know who I be
Escortin' me back to the G-you-M-P
Stop in P-Ville, where my folks live
Drop off some kis and bows
Yeah (Winning lottery numbers coming up)
I feel like Rondo with this nine on my waist
I ain't talkin' basketball
We bring straight gun smoke and
That
of this Monopoly game
Playing follow the leader, they just plainly follow the dollar
Tell me who's gonna preach to the choir like Kendrick and bring
Chang: Muu huuu huu haa haa haa
(guns cocking) you'll never get out
Of here alive mc
It's a flying fortress and no ones ever
Jumped over the side
slap ya
King of Detroit who they namin the city after (what?)
Scandalous partners, whose grammar hammers the hard shit
into your heart with, content, yo
that I go
If this life is real then I own my soul
I'm surrounded by flames even though I'm so cold kuz
My heat my heat will make um jump back
Not
house
Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout
Put you in choke holds I learned last week
From the police man who caught me stealing weed
advancements on weed and guns
For fun, when I'm drunk
I'll run a truck through the weed house
Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout
Put you
better
But not only will it become scary
Would it be frightening
Would you live longer
I sat down many times thinking bout life
Who would I become
Who
honest
And the ones who bust they guns went
Home to tin cups of tea
That same plate of porridge
(Let's be honest)
Wake up thinking 'bout the ones
They left
Everyone
If I knew that I'd probley take out a gun
But it's mother natures law
To get you coming back for more
Just stand laying by the roadside
Waiting
Fantasy Island
This episode is "Death to a Brooklyn Man"
This is Tony's Angels
It was three white bitches who worked for Tony Starks
Undercover
make you frown, liftin' up the bitches gown
Beatin' down had to pounce I be smokin' by the ounce
Got a big fuckin' chop for ya neck, yeah who's next
Ima
wouldn't grab the gun
And at that time I wasn't thinkin about no one
Damn near crazy I went and grabbed the baby
Held him by the door and said i'ma throw his
Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin'' players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
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